02-23-2018, 07:19 AM
Cold gleaming silver
imprints on the skin
above your heart.
Four years of iron
wither like a pick up
left to rust.
I like the whole bit of it. It brought to memory the first time I drove. It was my daddy's copper Ford pick-up. I didn't see him often but I remember one summer he let me and my step sister drive it back and forth on a stretch of country road. It was so exciting. I think it must be a heap of rust. Strangely, I thought of beautiful, healing notes. It is precious verse, thoughtful. Thank you for sharing it, Wjames.
-nibbed
imprints on the skin
above your heart.
Four years of iron
wither like a pick up
left to rust.
I like the whole bit of it. It brought to memory the first time I drove. It was my daddy's copper Ford pick-up. I didn't see him often but I remember one summer he let me and my step sister drive it back and forth on a stretch of country road. It was so exciting. I think it must be a heap of rust. Strangely, I thought of beautiful, healing notes. It is precious verse, thoughtful. Thank you for sharing it, Wjames.
-nibbed
there's always a better reason to love